Chapter 108: Thoughts That Should Not Be Moved
If she really insists on going ahead and refuses to cooperate, the outcome will probably be even worse. She might not even know where her bottom line will be ruthlessly broken.
Chen Zeyu helped her straighten her clothes, his fingers lightly brushing across her collar. His movements were not hasty, and his tone was as warm as the sunshine in winter. "Things between men and women are best when both parties are willing. It's only interesting when both parties are willing."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were strangely cold.
He snorted coldly, his voice low but full of sarcasm, “People like us, even if we want something, even if we want to play, we never like to force others.”
These words seemed serious, yet they revealed an elusive aura.
When he said "this kind of person" and "want to play", he emphasized his tone and pronounced each word clearly, as if he was deliberately emphasizing it, but also as if he was testing and teasing her psychology.
After saying these words, he stood up and walked out of the room without looking back, leaving behind a faint gust of cold wind blowing in his face.
Shen Yan slumped on the ground, as if all her strength had been drained away.
She stared blankly at the door, the scenes that had just happened still lingering in her mind.
This night was terrifying.
Even though she thought she had seen through many things, she couldn't completely calm down.
That feeling of oppression still lingers in her heart, making her breathless.
She lowered her head and thought for a long time, and a question emerged in her mind: This Third Master is indeed a little abnormal tonight.
He could have possessed her, but he didn't; he had the ability to dominate the situation, but he gave her the opportunity to choose.
Or maybe people like them are like this on a daily basis, but she has never seen it before, and this time she truly felt the gap between reality and imagination.
At that moment she realized that she was far smaller than she had imagined, and far less strong than she had imagined.
It was already late at night when she returned to the dormitory.
It was so quiet outside that not a sound could be heard. The entire dormitory building was immersed in darkness, with only the light in the corner of the corridor still dimly lit.
After entering the room, her face had regained some calmness, her expression was normal, as if nothing had happened, but deep down she was still in turmoil.
Song Xiaomei came over and asked her, looking puzzled, "Why are you back so late?"
There was concern in her tone, but also a hint of curiosity, "Are you secretly chatting with Brother Wei Qing outside?"
After she finished speaking with a smile, she stared closely at the changes in the other person's expression.
She had carefully tidied herself up before entering the room - her hair was not messy, her clothes were neatly dressed, and her expression was normal.
However, even so, the depression and fear in my heart are still slowly spreading...
This matter must not be known to others under any circumstances.
She smiled and replied, "I ran into Assistant Chen on the way and chatted for a while."
Although Song Xiaomei was usually suspicious, this time, she did not specifically ask Assistant Chen whether he had really met her on the road.
Maybe she herself felt that there was no need to delve into the matter, or she was distracted by other things.
As for those rumors, they spread faster than the wind in the company.
I'm afraid that by tomorrow, the story will become even more outrageous, and even exaggerated to create a more absurd version.
But she is too lazy to care about these things now.
After what happened today, I am exhausted both physically and mentally. My emotions seem to have been completely drained, and I don't have the energy to deal with rumors anymore.
After washing up, she went straight to bed and fell asleep.
The moment I closed my eyes, I was too lazy to think about anything.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next day, I couldn't hear any of the discussions at all.
It was as if overnight, everyone shut up tacitly.
No one dared to mention what happened that night again.
It is said that the people who first spread the news, as well as several employees who spoke particularly harshly and with the most malicious intent, were fired by the company in the middle of the night last night. Not only were they fired, they were also escorted out of the manor.
As a result, everyone was naturally scared and dared not say a word, for fear that they would be accidentally involved in this storm, not only losing their jobs, but even getting into trouble.
In the morning, when Chen Zeyu woke up, he found that the bed was empty and he was the only one there. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
I felt a little strange and uncomfortable, as if the emotions and warmth of last night were still lingering.
He stared at the ceiling of the bed for a long time, and finally sighed and sat up.
In fact, I was just too excited last night, and driven by emotions, I had some thoughts that I shouldn't have had.
I woke up this morning and found...
It turned out that he had done something that he didn't even have time to think about.
Looking at the silk sheets that were originally smooth and soft, they were now in a mess and wrinkled into a ball, completely losing the look they had when they were first laid out last night.
He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, trying to clear his mind of all the messy thoughts.
When he came out, he had returned to his former state, looking capable, clean, calm and elegant again.
His cloakroom is very tidy, and at a glance, it is full of high-end clothes that are tailor-made.
The neatly-stiffened shirts were hung meticulously, the expensive ties were carefully folded and hung together, and the beautifully-tailored suits were arranged in the same rigorous and orderly manner as troops waiting for inspection.
The door was gently pushed open, and an assistant with exquisite dress and neat makeup walked in.
When she saw that he hadn't put on a shirt yet, her eyes couldn't help but flash with excitement and amazement, "Third Master, can I pick out some clothes for you?"
Chen Zeyu's face was cold, and his fingers buttoned the top button of his shirt vigorously. His tone was extremely cold: "Get lost."
He then added, his voice devoid of emotion, "Tell Butler Chen to get someone else, and you don't have to come here anymore."
The assistant stood there, his eyes slightly changing, and his originally calm expression instantly cracked.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at the expressionless man in front of her. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she asked with a sob, "Third Master, am I really wrong? What did I do wrong?"
Faced with her almost pleading questioning, Chen Zeyu just stared at her coldly without responding a single word.
His eyes were like an ice knife, which could make people breathless.
Although she was unwilling, she also understood that she was no longer qualified to defend herself or argue.
The assistant finally bit his lip, lowered his head, turned around, walked out of the room slowly but firmly, and headed towards the office where Butler Chen was.
Her mission was to deliver the message and request an immediate replacement - she knew that no one in this manor would tolerate her willful behavior.
If the Third Master has made it clear that he does not want to see her again, then as long as she is willing to accept the transfer, she may at least be able to stay in this circle, even if she is no longer involved in core work.
But if she stubbornly refuses to leave, it won't just be a matter of transfer, but her last job opportunity may be completely ruined.
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